Chapter 315

Some people describe Wang Jingyang's boxing as: moving like a rabbit, quiet like a virgin.

It means that Wang Jingyang's boxing, when he doesn't fight, is like a yellow flower girl. He doesn't dare to make big moves. The whole person is very gentle and elegant.

But if he moves, you will exclaim. It turns out that he can fight!

The fist opened and closed like a frightened little rabbit. You don't know where it's going, so you can't resist his fist.

"Coming, coming!"

With Wang Jingyang's boxing, the whole venue was boiling. People are so strange. People are not strange about complex and tortuous stories. People just want to see the bright results of red fruits.

And the duel is even more so!

In the eyes of the audience, your previous foreshadowing, rendering and temptation are completely superfluous. They only care who is bleeding with one punch!

Did you bleed enough to kill him?

The smell of blood is people's madness.

So when Wang Jingyang started, people's hearts all mentioned their voices for fear of missing the next second when ye fan was beaten.

And they were destined to be disappointed. When Wang Jingyang's fist was about to reach Ye Fan's head, Ye Fan moved!

There is no fancy and no move skills, just a slight sideways.

A fist slowly enlarged in Wang Jingyang's eyes.

Boom!

Bang dang

The first sound is the sound when ye fan's fist touches Wang Jingyang's body, and the second sound is the sound when Wang Jingyang falls to the ground and makes close contact with the floor.

Wang Jingyang's eyes were open before he landed!

It was his fist that came out first. He asked why Ye Fan's fist would fall on him first. He didn't understand!

He couldn't understand it, but he didn't have to think about it anymore, because he couldn't think anymore!

He fell on the ground with his eyes wide open. There was a pool of blood on the ground. It was obvious that there was less gas in and more gas out!

Quiet!

be quiet!

It's quiet to drop the needle!

The audience covered their palms and forgot to applaud.

They wiped their eyes unbelievably, but the more they wiped, the more unbelievable they were!

Wang Jingyang, who had won many battles in Kyoto and hit all the visitors with iron fists, was punched by others. O!

None of them can think of it.

"Me, are my eyes dazzled? Why is master Wang Jingyang lying on the ground? Shouldn't it be ye fan?"

"Sleeping trough! Is it a fake match! Wang Jingyang can't hold a punch? Is it funny?"

"I must be dazzled. I must buy a pair of size eyes after the game!"

All the audience can't believe that Wang Jingyang lost!

no They don't believe Wang Jingyang will lose!

Even Mr. Niu opened his eyes in surprise. He thought Ye Fan would win, but he never thought Ye Fan would win in such a way.

"Sleeping trough! Awesome!"

He couldn't help sighing. Zhao Li next to him looked calm. He had seen Ye Fan's strength. Naturally, he was more receptive to what happened in front of him, but this was the first game!

He looked at the man sitting in the middle seat, and a haze flashed through his eyes.

Chen Feng's face was livid. He didn't expect Wang Jingyang to be defeated so soon. In his imagination, Wang Jingyang should destroy the withered and decadent gods and stop the killing gods!

"What a waste!"

"Mr. Zhong, I'll give you the next one!"

He looked at the man sitting in front of him.

But Zhong Nanyan was confused at this time. He was as famous as Wang Jingyang. Although he thought he was a little better than Wang Jingyang, he was not much better.

And this man made Wang Jingyang look like that with one punch! How many punches can he resist up there?

A punch? Or two punches?

"Sorry, Mr. Chen, I'm afraid I'm not his opponent!"

Zhong Nanyan's way of life is to be flexible and flexible.

"You? Waste!"

Chen Feng was about to yell at him when his second Uncle Chen Li stopped him.

"Xiao Feng, don't be rude. Mr. Zhong is a distinguished guest of our Chen family!"

Zhong Nanyan, with a face of Shanshan, did not dare to look at Chen Feng again, while Chen Feng stared at Ye Fan on the stage with a face of resentment.

"Mr. Qi, I didn't expect you to do it in the end!"

Chen Li smiled bitterly and looked respectfully at the last person on the seat. He was also the one Zhao Li feared.

Mr. Qi is an old man in his fifties, but you can't see his age from his face, that is to say, some people believe him when he is 30.

"Yes!"

Mr. Qi nodded faintly. He was invited by the Chen family. He was not used in the original plan, but the Chen family was stable in everything and didn't like any accidents, so Mr. Qi temporarily replaced one of their team.

Mr. Qi stood up lightly from his seat. He didn't know what was going on. The people didn't notice his route at all. He had already walked to the challenge arena.

For Chen Feng, Yining.

"Uncle, are you sure that if this man loses and loses the face of the Chen family, the old man will have to scold me to death!"

"Hum! Now I think of the old man! Why didn't I think of the old man when I was in trouble? Don't worry, Mr. Qi was invited by the old man. If he has the final word, it must be a sure thing!"

Chen Li said confidently.

Seeing Chen Li's self-confidence, Chen Feng's curiosity was aroused.

"What kind of person is this Mr. Qi? According to the tone of the second uncle, he is far better than Mr. Wang Jingyang. Why have I never heard about him before?"

Nearby Zhong Nanyan also pricked her ears. He felt a threat to Mr. Qi, but he also didn't know the details of Mr. Qi.

"Hehe! This!" Chen Li smiled and suddenly spread his hands, "I don't know! I only know that the old man said that with Mr. Qi, the duel is sure!"

Mr. Qi came to the challenge arena. The blood on the challenge arena was simply wiped with a rag, so the atmosphere of the whole challenge arena was more bloody out of thin air.

"You're great!"

Mr. Qi opened his mouth, but the first sentence confused Ye Fan.

How can hostile forces boast of themselves? Do you want to die of shame?

"Thank you!"

He did not speak wildly to Mr. Qi as he did to Wang Jingyang, because he felt a faint threat from him. This has not happened for a long time.

"No, I'm serious. You're really good!"

"But you're unlucky! You met me!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mr. Qi looked at Ye Fan with his eyes.